His heart spasmed every time he overheard men in conversation in cramped quarters, like a bar or restaurant, using the phrases “moving units” or “price per units” or “number of units,” his eyes promptly glazing over no matter where he found himself as he pictured himself in a grey suit with a conservative yet expensive hat, riding in the back of a sleek black car as it drove over a cliff.
Thursday, December 29, 2016
After completely severing his left foot at the ankle, he vowed from that point on the women of the family would have to cut down the annual Christmas tree instead of standing around watching him bleed.
Posted by Zach at 8:22 AM
He scoffed at people who thought their passing activated streetlights, believing such foolish idea-making to be worthless to the advancement of society.
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